What’s New, Hampshire?

I rolled into Great Bay Campground with an hour or so to go before sunset. It was a little tricky to find because it was down a small road next to a gas station. I passed it by on the first try, but kept on going until I found a parking lot I could turn around in.

I made it back and found the driveway. I bounced my way in, wondering what I had gotten myself into. But, my fears were allayed when I got to the end of the road and found the campground. It was actually quite nice and I got a pull-through full hook up site with a view of the waterview-from-the-campsiteAnd then, looking back at Flo and Bart in the campsite.

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I had a visitor while I was at Great Bay Campground. And old friend from The Dictionary Forum, Konstantin, drove over from Massachusetts to see me.

He was most eager to see Flo and he ooh’ed and ahh’ed over her. He took the best photo of me with Flo and Bart.

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He also managed to grab a shot of me with Cora in my arms.

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Photo shoot completed, we went out to lunch. After our meal, we had the server take a shot of us.

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And here we are together.

The last few days has been an embarrassment of riches in term of meeting up with people! I made arrangements to meet up with another Facebook friend in Portsmouth.

I got there a little early, and set out to see what I could see. I wandered past the Moffatt-Ladd House, that was built in 1763.

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Originally, it was right at the edge of the port. The ships would pull up to the wharf and unload right into the storage areas in the basement.

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You can kind of see that there is a block or two more of land between the house and the water now.

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I wandered by this wall with advertising painted on it. I like the bits and pieces of leftovers from long ago. I was captivated by this sign:

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Hmm…Private way – pass at own risk…that sounded like of like a challenge to me! I continued down to the edge of the bay.

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I spent a while watching the water surge into the bay. There is a strong tide here.

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This store, called Wanderlust, caught my interest. It was filled with all sorts of things related to travel.

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I particularly enjoyed this sign. It called to mind the sign that Lynne showed me in China Lake the other day.

After my stroll about, it was time to meet up with Lauren. I wandered up to the place we were to meet and texted her that I had arrived. Oddly enough, she was seated right next to me!

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We wandered back to the river’s edge, and had a passer-by take the requisite photo that proved me met.

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Then Lauren took a photo of me in front of the tugboats. We shared a delicious order of nachos at a restaurant right on the water’s edge. We chatted and got to know each other in real life. After a time, our time came to a close. On our way back to our cars, Lauren showed me her kayak that was on her car. She had made it herself! I was really impressed. One of these days, I am going to try out a kayak.sunset-portsmouth

Then it was time to head back to the campground.